Chapter 697 Till the World Ends

Now that she couldn't watch the movie, Blair scolded Wesley like a naughty kid. "Just sit there and watch the movie. If you don't want to watch it, just leave! Quit bugging me!"

"Just relax and watch the movie," Wesley said casually.

'How can I do that, when you're stroking my hand nonstop?' she thought to herself.

When she'd finally had enough, Blair stood up and said coldly, "Out of my way."

Wesley sat on her left, blocking her way out.

"Where are you going?"

"To save the world!" she said impatiently.

"Yeah, right." Wesley looked her up and down with a smirk. A slip of a girl like that couldn't even save herself.

"Yeah! What? Don't think I can?" she spat.

"No, it's nothing." Wesley immediately shook his head. How could he look down on her?

"Get away!"

Wesley reached out his hand and pulled her towards him. As a result, Blair lost her balance. She sat down on his lap, hard.

They were so close to each other that her heart began to race wildly in her chest.

Wesley held her slender waist and whispered in her ear, "You're so thin. You need to gain some weight." If she were a bit heavier, she'd be more cuddly, and feel better in his arms.

Blair's face was red as a tomato. How could he say that? "I know I'm not as sexy as the other girls you see. They all look like models, huh? You'll never fall for a twiggy woman like me, that's for sure."

"You're cute when you're mad," he simply said.

"I don't care if you want me or not. There are a ton of men lining up waiting to date me. Let me go. I'm on a date."

Wesley grabbed her chin and forced her to look at him, but she was too embarrassed to look him in the eye. This was so awkward. He was trying to put the moves on her, and all she wanted was to leave.

Wesley played with her long, curly hair and said, "This isn't you. We'll go to a hair salon to get a better do. And I'll buy you some clothes—preferably with more cloth." He wasn't happy with what she was wearing. She wore a backless top and a mini skirt. If she raised her arms, you could see her be

making himself look more like a playboy. After some thought, he stated, "You're a Cancer, and I'm a Scorpio. According to the zodiac, we're a perfect match."

A lot of girls believe in astrology. Wesley thought Blair did, too.

'Seriously? He's talking about the zodiac? How cheesy!' Blair snorted.

In a calm voice, she said, "According to the zodiac, Scorpios are very romantic, which is exactly what Cancers want. I thought you didn't have a romantic bone in your body. But now I get it. You can be romantic around other women." She always thought that Wesley just didn't know what romance was. But now she knew she was wrong. She just didn't deserve his affection.

Wesley felt like a jerk. "Wayne Chen was a playboy. I had to flirt with those women. It was part of the mission. But I know I was wrong. It's all my fault. Madam Jing, please give me a chance to make it up to you."

"I'm not your madam Jing, and it's too late." Her reply was firm.

Wesley wiped her tears gently. "I can't date Garnet. We're part of the same branch of the military. We can't marry our colleagues. Besides, I don't want her. You know what? According to the zodiac, when a Scorpio and a Cancer fall in love with each other, they won't break up till the world ends. We're so right for each other. You know it, and I know it." Wesley vowed he would never let her go as long as he lived.